Stick together

The officers scaled the stairs with the bath robed clad John/Sabrina behind them. "Keep close we don't want to lose you."

They exited out onto a green house level that definitely wasn't where John escaped from, "This can't be right," she said.

The green house was filled with flowers of all shapes and colors. Before them stood Petra, "Ah, there you are Sabrina, you've been a naughty girl. But you brought friends. Would they like make overs as well?" She said with a smile.

"You bitch!" yelled the first officer leveling his gun at her, "You have the right to remain-"

"Silence!" she yelled as she flung a wreath of flowers at the officer. The pink flowers magically wrapped around his head. "You shall make a nice bridesmaid for Sabrina..."

The officer touched the wreath upon his head. Immediately his bald head began to have golden locks of hair spring forth tieing itself into a neat bun. His body began to shrink and skin soften.

"No!" he shouted as he pulled the trigger of his gun, but there was no bang. Instead his gun bloomed into a bouquet of flowers. His navy blue uniform began to melt off his soft shoulders into a softer material. His pants merged to form a skirt. His black shoes formed silver high heels before the hem of the skirt covered them. The dark blue of the top of the new dress expanded to accommodate his new breasts and slowly faded to light blue as it reached his feet. With a free hand he grasped at his throat as his adam's apple disappeared and then tried to check his manhood. Realizing too late that he was now a she.

"Stop her!" Screamed John/Sabrina, her voice cracking as tears ran down her face.

The second officer shot his gun at Petra, who dodged the bullets with the grace of a ballerina. "White flowers would look good on you," she said as she threw another wreath of flowers, this time white.

Much like his partner he had the wreath around his head he could only manage a short scream of fear before the changes began taking place. He face softened and grew feminine as his black hair elongated and rearranged itself into a similar bun. His navy blue shirt began to elongate as his black pants retracted to form black lingerie that pressed against him tightly leaving only void. Her shoulders and newly formed breasts were revealed as her dress shoes turned into matching silver high heels. Her gun clicked as he emptied the chamber at the unharmed Petra, bursting forth into a bouquet of flowers.

She tried to fight it, but she was no longer an officer of the law.

The third officer dropped his gun and charged at Petra, "With that determination," she said, "You should be the Maid of Honor."

Petra's dress acted as a matador's cape as she let the officer charge past her. Placing a more ornate wreath upon his head. He tripped and fell as his dress shoes turned to silver high heels. His pants retracted to merge with his shirt and they slowly shifted to a short navy blue dress that lightened at the bottom. His skin had already softened and become hairless. The five o'clock shadow he had disappeared to reveal a smooth neck and soft feminine features. He felt his new breasts as they expanded to fill the cups and checked to find a void between his thighs. Her hair cascaded down into soft silky brown hair. She breathed heavily and softly as the transformation finished her.

Petra clapped her hands, "Sisters, form up" she commanded.

Whatever mental changes were part of the transformation all three newly minted woman stood together. "What is your mission?"

The women began to giggle, "To make Sabrina's wedding day magical." They all said in unison.

"And you... Blossom, what is your special mission?"

The Maid of Honor smiled, "To be the live in handmaiden of my mistress, Sabrina."

Sabrina backed away into a corner.

"Get her girls," commanded Petra.